Approaching the door, Zhou Xiaoxian finally remembered the father she had abandoned, with a slightly unnatural look on her face.
"Senior, please come in."
Introducing Xia Yi into the yard, she glanced at the house and shouted, "Dad, are you there?"
"Humph, I almost wasn't here!"
Zhou Feng responded and opened the door. He had prepared a lot of scolding for Zhou Xiaoxian, but he forgot all about it the moment he saw Xia Yi.
This, why did this come to the leader?!
"Gah——"
"father!!"
…
Perhaps because he was used to it, Zhou Feng finally didn't get over it completely this time. After the chaos, he figured out the cause and effect, suppressed his breath, and invited Xia Yi into his house.
As soon as he sat down, Xia Yi said: "I'm hungry. If there's anything I can eat right away, just get me some, um, more."
Zhou Feng's old face wrinkled, but when he saw his daughter winking at him, he could only go into the kitchen unhappily.
Looking at Zhou Feng's back, Zhou Xiaoxian whispered: "Senior, do you know what happened to Brother Li Zhu? Can he... still return to normal?"
At this time, she finally broke away from the hesitant mood, her clever IQ took over the high ground again, and she asked rationally.
I really don't understand this. Xia Yi thought about it for two seconds and comforted: "I can't say for sure, but it's not him you need to worry about. With his current situation, not many people can threaten him unless the king takes action himself.
His life."
"Really?" Zhou Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief, "That's okay, that's okay."
Seeing her obvious reaction, Xia Yi was a little surprised. During the war between the two races, the king of the human race sacrificed from time to time, and the number of his contemporaries exceeded a hundred.
Now that the demon race has been destroyed, not only the kings of the human race have left all over the world, but there must be thousands and eight hundred of them. It is not surprising that there are one or two in each region. If Zhou Lizhu is in such a state, some trouble will cause the king to come in person.
Not surprising at all.
"This place is very remote. Is there no king nearby?" Xia Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Ah, you...don't remember again?" Zhou Xiaoxian asked strangely: "Since two hundred years ago, the king has almost disappeared from the world. It is said that someone discovered another world in the starry sky, and they all went to explore further possibilities.
.”
Nonsense! Although Xia Yi has not been crowned king, he has seen a lot of kings in those years, and his third brother Xia Shun is a living king. He knows that kings are not as noble as the little monk guessed.
They also have flesh and blood, and have desires and desires, so how could they all go to another world? Even if there is a possibility for them to go further, it is normal to leave half of them behind.
‘There’s something going on here again.’ Xia Yi thought to herself and said, “Girl, do you have any history books at home… No, not just history books, please bring me all the books.”
Although Zhou Xiaoxian felt strange about this request, Xia Yi had enough strange things, so she just nodded and stared at Xia Yi.
Xia Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Talk about Zhou Lizhu, talk about Zhou Lizhu... Well, although I haven't figured out the reason for his change, it has something to do with the demon clan. But look at his reaction when he faced you in the end.
The reaction should be that humanity has not been lost.
The only thing you need to worry about is that he will be carried away by the demon clan's desire, become unconscious, and even go on a killing spree and hurt innocent people!"
"Senior, what is your suggestion? What can we do to help him?"
"Us?" Xia Yi laughed, making Zhou Xiaoxian feel a little embarrassed.
"Why, Xiaoxian, I heard you mentioned the pillar again." At this time, Zhou Feng came out carrying a large basin of things.
Xia Yi said: "My suggestion will disappoint you, girl. You might as well ask your father."
…
Ten minutes later.
"Zhuzhu actually..." Zhou Feng was dumbfounded. If Zhou Xiaoxian hadn't spoken sincerely, he would have picked up the fire stick and taught the cheating girl a lesson.
"Dad, what should we do?"
"Huh? What should I do? Report it to the official!"
Zhou Feng was categorical.
Zhou Xiaoxian was stunned: "But..."
"It's Zhu Zhu who needs to be reported to the official! Xiaoxian, you have to know that only by finding or catching Zhu Zhu before he causes a big mess can things turn around! Dad also watched Zhu Zhu grow up, so on this kind of thing
Don’t talk nonsense, please report to the official!”
Zhou Xiaoxian was silent and began to think.
Xia Yi burped and said without comment, "I'm 80% full. Heat some hot water for me to take a bath and buy me new clothes."
You really think of this place as your own home! Zhou Feng's veins twitched on his forehead, his eyes turned away, and he couldn't help but be startled when he saw the empty rice bowl.
Six steamed buns, half a bowl of melon, and a large plate of pickles were enough for him and Xiaoxian to eat for ten days. Has this old man not eaten for eight hundred years? Xiaoxian picked up a rice bucket?!
"Dad, you boil water for senior. I'm going to buy clothes for senior. By the way, I'll find Master Wang of the blacksmith shop and tell him about Brother Li Zhu."
Huh? Why is this girl so attentive?
Zhou Feng is not stupid. He looked down on Xia Yi just because of his behavior and appearance. Now looking at the girl's appearance, maybe this old man is really a great person?
Master...the key question is, was he the one who dug up the ancestor's grave?
With doubts and a little displeasure, he and Zhou Xiaoxian got busy separately. Xia Yi did not regard himself as an outsider and strolled into Zhou Feng's room. With a glance, the lock on the old wardrobe drawer opened, and he rummaged inside for a while, taking out
He produced a spiritual tablet that was so polished that the handwriting was a little blurry.
‘The memorial tablet of my beloved wife Xia Lan’
"Xia Lan?"
"Why... put it down quickly!"
Amidst Zhou Feng's startled shouts, he snatched the tablet away from Xia Yi's hand, carefully inspected it in his hand, and then carefully put it back in the drawer.
"You old man, how rude!" He locked the drawer and glared at Xia Yi: "Did you also open up my ancestral graves?!"
"It must be her ancestral grave." Xia Yi pointed to the drawer, "How did she die?"
Zhou Feng was startled and his face changed slightly.
"Look at the wear marks on the tablet. You love her very much. Why don't you put the tablet on the table instead of locking it in a drawer?" Xia Yi asked again.
"……Nothing to do with you!"
"That's it." Xia Yi said thoughtfully, "If you are afraid of being seen, you shouldn't carve this tablet. If you carve it, it will always be exposed."
Exposed? Zhou Feng's breathing was rapid. He observed Xia Yi carefully, his face turned pale, and he staggered back two steps, "You, you are Prince Zheng's person?!"
"Prince Zheng?" Xia Yi murmured, shaking his head and laughing: "You're still young and easy to talk."
Zhou Feng is actually over 40 years old. At this age for non-practitioners, he can already be called an old man, but in front of the current Xia Yi, he is a complete young man.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not from Prince Zheng, I'm from her family." Xia Yi pointed at the drawer, "I did open up your ancestral tomb, because if I don't open it, I can't get out!"
"Yes, don't point at me, I am Xia Yi!"
"...Xia? Xia Yi?"
'Zhou Feng, in this coffin is buried an amazing ancestor of my Xia family, ancestor Xia Yi! Have you never heard of the deeds of your ancestor? They have all been tampered with by bad guys. There are too many. Let me tell you slowly.
, you can tell it to our children later!'
Long-standing memories came to mind, and Zhou Feng suddenly remembered Xia Yi's words when he was behind him to scare him.
'Keep the change, please.'
'I'm right behind you.'
"You said you are... Ancestor Xia Yi?! Ridiculous! Nonsense!!"
Xia Yi tapped his forehead, and a shadow wearing a mink appeared behind him: "Xia Yi kills mink, have you ever heard of it?"
Zhou Feng had obviously heard of it, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He looked carefully at the shadow, then at Xia Yi, then at the shadow, then at Xia Yi.
"The Holy Soul Phantom... cannot be faked, so it is really... the ancestor's face?!"
Xia Yi shook his head: "The Holy Soul Phantom is not impossible to fake, but I..."
Zhou Feng: "Gah——"
Xia Yi was silent for a moment, and with a caress Zhou Feng was sent to lie down on the bed not far away. He turned around and looked at the drawer again, "Prince Zheng? The old story, players, demons and gods, oh, and me, all appeared in
The girl beside me is in line with the destiny of a heroine."
"Oh, the water seems to be boiling. You can mix it yourself. I'm heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy... Why did my granddaughter marry a convulsion monster?"